faintly, it seems that he saw his father who he had never met, and saw his mother leaning on his father's arms and waving to him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYang Yi was running, trying to see what his father looked like next to his mother.

Getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, Yang Yi couldn't see his father's appearance clearly, the more he couldn't see clearly, the more carefully he could see it, it could be said that he was engrossed. Just as he was about to run to his father and mother's side, his father's face, which he couldn't see clearly, suddenly turned into a big snake that opened its bloody mouth and pounced.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Yang Yi sat up violently, and then felt a burst of pain hit his mind like a mountain of water.

gasped, sat honestly for a while, and waited for the pain on his body to lessen a little, then Yang Yi turned his head to look around.

It was dim, and everything seemed hazy. Looking up again, a hole the size of a bowl was hanging high above his head like a full moon, and when he touched his body, it was full of vines as thick as his wrist, Yang Yi let out a long sigh of relief, if it weren't for these vines, he was afraid that he would have fallen into a pulp.

With the faint light, Yang Yi groped for a long time before finding his firewood knife not far away. Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Yang Yi limped and groped in the hole.

I don't know how deep the cave was, but it was surrounded by moss-covered stone walls crawling with vines that bore black, thumb-sized fruits.

As for how big this cave is, Yang Yi has been groping for a long time and has no clue, looking at it, it is pitch black, and he doesn't know how big it is, but with the cool wind that he feels from time to time, Yang Yi knows that he should be in a huge cave.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yi gritted his teeth and decided to go to the dark cave to take a look. It's not a way to stand here like this, although the hole above your head is not small, but I don't know if anyone will find it in this dense forest, and even if someone looks for it, you can't see yourself when you look down from the hole. Since there is wind in the cave, you may be able to find another exit from the cave by going out and looking.

Without hesitation when decided, Yang Yi walked slowly forward with his support on the stone wall, holding the firewood knife tightly in his hand, not daring to be careless at all.

I don't know how long I walked, but I was surrounded by darkness, and there was no light at all. Yang Yi became more and more careful, even if he couldn't see anything, he still looked left and right from time to time.

Suddenly, I accidentally kicked something, and there was a sound of something rolling, and then the roof of the cave sounded the sound of "whirring", continuously, a large area. Yang Yi hurriedly squatted down against the stone wall, and after a long time, the surroundings returned to calm.

At this time, Yang Yi stood up cautiously, took a deep breath, and waited for his flustered heart to calm down before continuing to walk forward.

Unconsciously walked for a long time, and suddenly found a little dim light in the distance, and with joy in his heart, Yang Yi hurriedly sped up.

When he got closer, the glowing was a golden block, and he pinned the knife back to his waist and picked up the block in confusion. I don't know what material this thing is made of, the size of a book, but it is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it doesn't seem to feel any weight.

Although I don't know what it is, with the faint light of this square, it can make Yang Yi barely see things within ten steps of his surroundings, which is better than pitch black.

With a light in his hand, Yang Yi moved forward a little faster. After walking for a while, Yang Yi stopped again, and then listened intently.

"Right...... Let's ......."

It was as if someone was eating something, and it made a very faint sound from its mouth. If it weren't for the fact that there was no sound in this pitch-black cave, and it was terrifyingly quiet, Yang Yi would definitely be difficult to find.

Feel the direction carefully, and the place where the sound is coming out should be about 10 meters in front of you.

Let's take a look? Yang Yi was beating a drum in his heart, such a dark cave is simply a place where birds don't, what could it be in it to eat?

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Yi still had the courage to lean over gently. Getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, with the faint light of the square in his hand, Yang Yi first saw a vague back.

The back is about the same height as an ordinary person, and it looks like it is facing the stone wall, picking the fruit from the vine and eating it.

Strange, how can there be people in a place where this bird doesn't? Could it be that just like himself, he accidentally fell in, and then he was trapped here, and had to feed on the fruit on the vine?

Thinking of this, Yang Yi panicked for a while, if he was also trapped in this dark cave, and he didn't know what year and month he could get out, what a terrifying thing it would be.

Although he was still a little scared, Yang Yi still made a voice first: "Which one, may I ask...... Ah......h

Just as Yang Yi spoke, the blurred figure suddenly stopped picking fruits, and just as Yang Yi was about to ask, the figure suddenly turned around.

Although he couldn't see it very clearly, Yang Yi still saw that the other party should be an old man, dressed in tattered clothes, a beard hanging down to his chest, especially the other party's eyes, shining, like the eyes of a wolf in the dark. It's just that in those eyes, Yang Yi couldn't see the emotional changes of ordinary people, and he was cold and endlessly confused.

It was such a pair of eyes that frightened Yang Yi, trembled all over, and couldn't help but scream.

The old man turned around and stared at Yang Yi deadly, there was no movement for a long time, Yang Yi was even more nervous, his heart beat rapidly, and in a dead cave, Yang Yi could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat.

After a long time, he stared at Yang Yi for a moment. The old man slowly raised the fruit in his hand, and while stuffing it into his mouth, he muttered in a hoarse and ugly voice: "Bite you, bite you to death, the book of heaven is mine, it is my ......"

The old man muttered as he lowered his head, and then he took out a bead out of nowhere, and as soon as the bead was taken out, the whole cave was illuminated.

At this time, Yang Yi really saw the other party clearly, his clothes were tattered, worse than beggars, but the embroidery with the bright color of the collar clearly told Yang Yi that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person before, he was either rich or expensive.

There is also the old man's pale face as paper, wrinkles crawling all over his face, deeply sunken eye sockets, and confused and cold eyes. Moreover, Yang Yi looked at the beads in the past with curiosity, the beads were not big, and they could be pinched with one palm, and with the hand holding the beads, Yang Yi saw a very conspicuous ring.

The ring was worn on the ring finger of the old man, and it was still shining under the light of the beads, and it was a good treasure at first glance.

When Yang Yi looked at the old man carefully, the old man also looked at Yang Yi again by the light, and when he saw the pale golden square in Yang Yi's hand, his originally cold and confused eyes instantly burst into an indescribable heat.

An invisible pressure instantly emanated from the old man's body, and he rushed directly towards Yang Yi, and he didn't have time to react, even if he reacted in a hurry, it was impossible to avoid it. It was just this moment that Yang Yi understood that this old man was a cultivator.

"Book from heaven, book from heaven, haha...... The Book of Heaven is my ......"

The old man stared at the pale golden square in Yang Yi's hand, and then came to Yang Yi's side in the blink of an eye, grabbing the square directly with his free hand.

Where did Yang Yi dare to resist, in his opinion, the old man who was still ten steps away just now seemed to appear in him in a flash, and it was impossible for him to dodge that terrifying speed.

Besides, this pale golden square may have been an old man, and the old man would have returned it to him if he wanted to, as long as this old man was not as bloodthirsty as the legendary demons, and he had to kill himself after taking the cube, then it would already be thankful.

However, just as the old man was about to touch the block, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen something extremely terrible. Then there was another flash, and he retreated dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and then looked at Yang Yi in horror: "Who are you, why are you here to harm me?" The Book of Heaven is not in my hands, it is not in my hands......"

Looking at the old man's appearance, Yang Yi changed from frightened to strange, and then to sigh, there is no doubt that this old man has gone crazy, and he has been crazy for a long time. As a powerful cultivator, what made him what he was now?

Book from the sky? Seeing that the old man was hiding from afar, and gradually squatted down against the stone wall, Yang Yi remembered the fiery eagerness in the old man's eyes when he rushed towards him, and remembered the book of heaven that the old man kept chanting, and inexplicably looked at the pale gold cube in his hand that seemed to have no weight.

I just read it for a long time and didn't find any difference in this so-called heavenly book, it is flat and neat, not to mention words, there are no scratches at all, smooth and abnormal.

After looking at the old man from a distance for a long time, he gradually lost his reaction after squatting, so Yang Yi cautiously approached the past. One step, two steps, as he approached, he gently said, "Old man...... Grandpa......"

No matter how you call it, there is no response, what's going on? Yang Yi was worried in his heart, could it be that this old man died? Thinking of this, Yang Yi panicked, and hurriedly sped up and leaned over.

However, just when Yang Yi came to the old man's side and wanted to reach out to call the old man, the old man's motionless body bounced up suddenly.

Suddenly feeling bad, Yang Yi was about to turn around and jump away, but the old man's hands tightly pinched his neck, a pair of eyes full of anger stared at him, and his mouth kept chanting like a dream: "Want to kill me?" Want to kill me? It's not that easy, the Book of Heaven is mine, no one wants to take it away, go die, go die......"

Yang Yi's small body was directly lifted up by the old man's neck, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't breathe in any air, he only felt his chest swell a little bit, and no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get out of the old man's iron tongs-like hands.

Consciousness began to blur, the brain began to be congested, Yang Yi, who was flushed with a red face, couldn't care much about life and death, and his struggling hands inadvertently touched the firewood knife pinned to his waist, and at the critical moment, he immediately pulled out the knife and slashed at the old man.

There was a muffled sound that penetrated to the bone, and the wood knife slashed the old man's arm. The old man shook his hands in pain, threw Yang Yi aside, and after screaming in pain, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he turned his head to look at Yang Yi a few steps away.

It's not good, in a hurry, Yang Yi's brain teaser turned, judging from the speed of the old man before, it was absolutely impossible for him to escape, and then looking at the old man's vicious gaze as if he had come out of hell, Yang Yi gritted his teeth, bowed his body and rushed forward like a spring when the old man pounced on him.

"Poof......

The light sound of cutting through the flesh and skin, the old man froze in place, and Yang Yi's firewood knife sank into the old man's chest, feeling the hot blood flowing out of the old man's body, Yang Yi's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly let go of the hand holding the firewood knife, and retreated step by step.

It's just that at this time, looking at the old man's eyes, there is no previous ferocity, and the old man's wrinkled face actually has a smile on it, and he looks at himself kindly.